You are what you eat....

How many times have you heard the phrase "you are what you eat"?

I've heard this a million times and now it's making sense. My weight has been at a total stand still. Not going up not going down. (The down part is more important) I been training for my first marathon and running like crazy but the weight is just not coming off. It has to be what I'm eating.

What am I eating you ask? Are you ready for this...get your popcorn because it's entertaining #saidbynooneever

Breakfast: I usually eat leftovers for dinner the night before. This morning I had Chinese food. (CARBS) and let’s not forget the coffee and cookie. Yes, cookie. I have a sweet tooth like a mug.

Mid-morning snack: apple and spark

Lunch: I brought what was left over from last night’s dinner. Pigs in a blanket. (CARB) yes, that piggy is covered in a buttery croissant and filled with cheese. I think this falls under the fast, cheap and easy category.

Snack: apple

Midafternoon: I'll have a spark

Dinner: tonight we are having hamburgers and homemade fries (CARB)

And since it's the playoffs, I'll mostly be watching the game with a beer (CARB) or a glass of wine.

I need a carb intervention. ASAP

I have to be honest with myself, I can run all I want but when I am shoving carbs down my pie hole…the scale will stay the same. I HAVE to let go of the carbs and the delicious beer. I mean wine is just as good. It has less carbs, yes it has more sugar but its nature’s sweet nectar and I just can’t go without. I have a 3yr old and a husband who refuses to put the toilet seat down. It’s for everyone’s safety that mommy gets her happy juice.

So since I’ve deemed myself a certified nutritionist (aka googled the crap out of diets on the World Wide Web) I’ve come up with a plan to make this scale move. (DAMMIT)

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THE PLAN:

Change my diet. Eat to fuel my body. NOT to give my mouth something to do.

I’m cutting the carbs. BYE see you later bread. I will limit to one cheat meal a week. The other meals I will eat clean. Or at least try to eat clean. I will not be called cheap, fast and easy unless I’m shaking my thang for my husband.

Portions I’ve been pretty good about my portions. I used to be that mom who “finished H’s plate” cause it just not enough to save. Not anymore. Her plate is going to the trash and by trash I mean in Manny’s dog bowl.


I’m hoping this works. With the holidays around the corner I need the scale to say a happy number and stay. Does that make sense? I don’t need to be working on losing weight during the holidays, I need to work on maintain my weight.


What are some things you do to maintain your weight or loose a few pounds?

Especially with Halloween coming around the corner..Sweet tooth heaven. I need to resist. Which reminds me...

 Head on over to Ashley at A Cute Angle she's has a give away for Halloween.

Three Things Thursday!

It’s Thursday! It’s Thursday! Boom-shack-a-lacka!! It’s Thursday!!


Here are my Three Things Thursday (because my life is just that exciting!)



Training for St. Jude Marathon starts September 14th. I’m scared, I’m excited, and I think I’ve lost my mind. I’m pretty sure I can’t wing this race. It’s go time. I’m so sad that Marcia won’t be there with me. I mean like really sad, but I know she would be RIGHT there with me if she didn’t have a broken toe or a grandma leg stuck in a boot! Small joke!

Has anyone tried the Peanut Toffee Buzz Cliff Bar?! I’m obsessed. So is M. That is why I have a box hidden. Shh…don’t tell.

Why is everyone and their second cousin’s having babies right now? Seriously have you been on instagram?! Sonograms everywhere! Don’t drink the water!

Enjoy your day! Don’t forget to watch McRanda or MCRAZY get sent home tonight on BB!

Group Run

I’m so happy its Monday- Said by no one ever!

Did everyone have a good weekend? The L’s sure did.

Friday, M and I went on a date. We are really trying to make time for “us” time. We’ve only been married 4yr (this September) but we’ve been together for 8 years. You throw in work, H and everyday life and sometimes making time for each other gets tossed to the side. So we vowed to do better.

I digress.

Friday we went out to dinner. I was exhausted from work and just didn’t have the energy to do anything. It was nice to sit down and eat dinner without having to get up and take H to the bathroom, or tell H to stop eating the butter…we’ve all been there.
There wasn’t anything worth seeing at the movies, so we decided to run some “childless errands” ha, does that mean we are old? Probably not, but you know what did make me old on Friday night? Spending hours researching and making my play list, hydrating and going to bed early because I was excited about my group run the next morning.

Yep, I’m old. Just go ahead and call me Ethel. I’ll be sitting at the closest VFW playing Bingo.

I’ve been dying to find a running buddy/running group. One day last week, I got this post on FB.

“For Immediate Release
Rock City Running New Little Rock Marathon Training Program Sponsor”

Not sure why it said for IMMEDIATE RELEASE” but its LR, we still get excited over Nelly…

I haven’t officially signed up to run LR, but I figured it didn’t matter.

So I signed my little behind up.

I woke up with the birds at 4:45am on Saturday. Grabbed a cliff bar, water and running gear and headed out the door by 5:15. Start time was 6am. I had no idea where I was going, I knew, I’d get lost.

The plan was to meet in the parking lot and head off on the “trail” behind the lot. When I pulled up there was maybe 4 elderly people in the lot, stretching. Did I mention they had FLASHERS on their heads? Safety first.

I stayed back from the crowd and pretended to stretch until more people showed up and I could blend in the crowd. There must have been 50-60 people there. I would say 35 of them had flashers on. True Story.

Anyway, “Mama Hobbit”, leads all this up she said a few words then asked who was running what. I hadn’t made up my mind but I knew I wanted to run between 8-10 miles. So when she said 8 miles I made a mental note to stay close to those people. She said a few more words and then everyone turned around and headed for the trail.

I had no idea were I was going. I just followed the herd. I do have to say what I could see (since it was still dark at this point) beside the flashers, was pretty. The sun finally started coming up around mile 2. It was so pretty. It was a large field. With those huge cinnamon roll looking things, maybe hay? I don’t know I’m from the city. But it was pretty and very peaceful.

We ended up in Burns Park. Which had tons of entertainment, people watching, dogs, bikers, you name it.

I finally found my pace and I managed to keep up with the crowd. It slowly started thinning out. There were so many people doing different miles. It was hard to keep up. I just keep thinking; please keep up with someone from the group. The “course” was pretty flat, there were a few hills here and there but nothing that made me want to stop. I kept my pace pretty low. Just in case I got lost and had to walk back.

By mile 6, I noticed a few people turning around. I was so confused. You would think I’d turn around but I kept seeing the people in front of me. So I kept going. It seems like they kept going faster and I was slowing down.

I was 2.5 seconds from panic mode.

At one point, I couldn’t see anyone in front of me or behind me. So, I picked up the pace and finally found two girls. Then I thought to myself, lord please let them be with the group. I had no idea where I was or where I was going. Of course they had sheets with directions but who has time to read those?

I just kept on trucking, and somehow managed to get back to the park. I looked down at my Garmin and it said 8miles. 8 miles? I thought we were running 10? I could see the parking lot. So needless to say, I stopped at 8.5.


I would say it was a success. I definitely plan on going next Saturday. It was also nice to have my run done by 8am.

Cheers to the Weekend!

Oh Friday, I’m so glad to see you. It’s been a week. People get crazy when it comes to there moolah, needless to say it’s been a little cray cray at work this week.

This is not the welfare line folks. Take that mess out of my office.

I digress.

Tonight is date night, is it bad that I just want to go home and clean my house so it’s clean when friends come over tomorrow? M and I have been so busy; I swear we are like two ships in the night. He woke me up last night just to say hi. It was sweet, but at the time I wanted to throat punch him. 3:45am comes early and Mama likes her sleep.

On the running front

I finally found a running group. We meet tomorrow in the am for a run. I’m a little nervous. What if they are all Kenyan’s? What if they are all already qualified for Boston? What if I run too slowly?

Breathe.

What’s the worst that can happen?

I do know that if I have a group to run with, I will get my long run in every Saturday.

SUCK IT UP BUTTERCUP


Cheers to the freaking weekend.

Day 1 of the two week challenge

So, This morning I got my sleep deprived self up  at 5am for a fast short run.

 I do have to say, I miss morning runs. I just didn't think I could wing the 5am wake up calls. Plus, I've been doing my runs at  night after dinner, which means I've got WAY too much energy at 9pm to go to sleep. So needless to say, I was hitting the snooze button in the morning.

AND not to toot my own horn, but this girl walked to the office instead of taking the office. Every little bit helps. I bet it's just over 1/2 a mile one way but I was glistening by the time I got to the door. Dang morning humidity.

I also ate good. No sweets. BUT I did indulge in a fun size pack of cheez-its and a DR Pepper. BUT to my defense it was payroll Monday, the time clocks were down, my phone didn't stop ringing all day. People were on my reserve nerve, so I drank my Dr. Pepper and drank that shit like it was a long island iced tea.

And as much as I hate it, I had healthy dinner with NO wine tonight...Did I mention M came home with Taco Bueno...talking about HE FORGOT I was dieting...Men

I also hit the road tonight for a little sweat session and some hills.

6 miles done today. BOOM.

oh and in case you missed it  on the National News! My Bestie decided that she knows more than her screwy doctor and she's running ZOOMA! Yep Cia, I just called you out. I can't say I blame you!

We shall see, girlfriend is just as hard headed as me and will never miss the chance for a PR. I can't say I blame her. I'd do the same thing.

17 Days...and counting

So here we are May 15th. 17 days away from Hospital Hill Run KCMO style.

Yes I have lost my mind. Who runs events with the word Hospital in it? Ha this girl. And I truly plan on dying completing this thing less than 2:10. Ok let's be honest, apparently there are hills at every mile. My goal is to finish this in 2:15. More importantly I'd like to have a decent race picture. Why do those turn out hideous. every.single.time.

It's good to have goals.

How's my training you ask? Ha, pretty much the same  as every race. You know wait until the last 2 weeks and train like a dang banshee.

This week I hit it hard. That's what she said  

Morning runs, long runs at night, I've even put the ol dreadmill at .5 incline. Which I'm sure is not a lot but this girl was dying at .5 incline 7.5 speed. Don't believe me? Check out my hair.. I'm all kunta-kinte.  Ha I kid I kid, but it's hot as hell in that garage.

It's paying off...guess who lost 5 pounds this week? This girl!

I digress..

I found this on my sole mate's blog.  I love it!

We are runner's ladies! We should be proud!

Thoughts Per Mile

Happy Monday everyone.... Just think we are one day closer to Friday!!! HOLLA!!

So, I was encourage to do a "Thoughts per mile" post. And can I just say I learned a lot about myself during this run. I always thought maybe possibly I might have a slight case of ADD, but this run totally confirmed that I do indeed have Runner's A.D.D.

So here we go:

Mile 1: ok let's do this Amie, you got it. Stay strong.(ha, like I'm going into the pits of hell or something) This is perfect running weather. I'm so glad I got that Adele song off this play list. Is that a SNAKE?! ....oh good just a stick. Settle down spaz.
Mile 2: oh she's cute (as I pass this 20something lady cleaning out her garage) Who cleans their garage with a full on Prom makeup? Maybe I need to step up my game.
Mile 3: (running around the preschool H will attend) See this is a happy place. She's going to love it. I wonder if those windows on the building lock? Hmmm... I wonder where I am? Shoot? I'm lost. And I don't have my IDBAND on. Just keep running. This road will come out somewhere. Please baby Jesus, let this road come out somewhere.
Mile 4: Whew,  back to the subdivision. That's weird, a boat parked on the road. I wonder if there is a terrorist in there. Ha, that's wrong Amie. I'm so glad they caught those guys. What is wrong with people? What is on my lip? (as I begin spitting like I was attacked by swamp thing) Oh gross what ever it was it's now slowly sliding down my throat. GROSS! NEED WATER ASAP.  Why didn't I take my water. I'm about to gag. That's it I'm running home.

* My plan is to run in, grab water, and get right out the door* A girl can dream.

 I run in:

Garmin OFF

M: What are you doing?
Me: I swallowed a bug?
H: YOU swallowed a spider? Let me see.
Me: No baby I swallowed a bug. I need a drink of water
H: let me see the spider.
Me: Babe, can you please get h?
H: huh? Babe watch this, the Boston game is about to come on.
Me: finally gets a drink of water.
Me: Babe I'm going to finish me run and can you get H out of my purse, she's in the gum
H: mumbles something as I run out the door.

STORY OF MY LIFE

Garmin ON

Mile 5: ok, bug gone. Good, let's finish this. Wait is that a yard sale? Is that a sandbox?

Garmin OFF

I wish I was lying but I'm not. I totally stopped my run for a yard sale. We have been looking EVERYWHERE for a sandbox. It was calling my name. So I run home, Get M's truck, steal 20bucks from his wallet, drive back to the neighbor's load it in the truck and take it home.

M: What are you doing?
Me: I just bought H's a sandbox? Can you unload it and go to Lowe's and get some sand?
M: Sure, but what about your run?
Me: I'll just finish my last 5 miles on the treadmill
M: but it's so nice outside, hey look at this YouTube from the Boston baseball game.
Me: Babe I can't I'm trying to run.
M: REALLY? you just came back with a sandbox?
Me: you got me but I am going to finish my run.

Mile 5 Take 2: I can do this. 2 minutes later. UGH, I forgot how much I hated the treadmill.
Mile 6: Someone please take me out of my misery. Why didn't I turn the TV on? ugh can't stop.
Mile 7: This mile was a blur. I think they may have been tears
Mile 8:  You got this girl. Sweat is fat crying. Ha, that is the dumbest saying ever. Sweat doesn't cry.
Mile 9:  So what if my IPOD died, I can sing my way trough mile 9. "My Milk Shake brings all the boys to the yar..." oh wait I can't breath. Just hum... and....done. 9 miles in the book.


Yes, ladies and gentlemen. This really happened.

Never a dull moment with us.

Running Playlist

It's all about the playlist. I cannot imagine running without a music. How would I pass the time? Talk to myself? hmm?

 

I spend hours making a playlist. There is really no rhyme or reason to it. If it has a good beat, it makes the list. If I know the words to the song, even better.

 

Of course I try to spread it out and start off with calm music and gradually work my way up to the Gangster Rap music but it doesn't always end up that way. I need to be highly motivated through it all. I don't even listen to "rap" music normally. I am totally guilty of listening to country, top 40's and even a little NPR radio. (it's ok, you can laugh)

 

It never fails. These songs ALWAYS make it on the list.

1. Christina Aguilera: Dirrty (Feat. Redman)

When this song plays I think of how in shape her body is in this video. Total motivation

 





 

 

2. Drop it Low: Ester Dean & Chris Brown

 

 

3. You Know What It is: T I

I don't know what it is about this song but I LOVE IT.

 

 

4. Clique: Kanye West, Jay Z, Big Sean

I'm normally not a Kanye fan but this is a good one

 

 

5. Kryptonite: Purple Ribbon

 

 

 

6. Whoop D Whoop: Kutt Calhoun

 

 

7. Pon de Replay: Rihanna

 

 

 

What's on your playlist?

 



Tuesday Thoughts.

 

 

I finally made an appointment with the “Dr. Feel good” as M likes to call her.

 

 She LOVES to hand out any and all type of prescription meds. She’s great and came highly recommend by Samantha.

 

My hip has been jacked up since October. She gave me two options A. Game over and I should shut it down and send me to the Glue factory or B. a high dose of anti-inflammatory

 

Of course I took the meds

 

Ugh. I don’t mind  “vino veins” but I’m not a big fan of meds flowing through my system.

 

We’re trying it for a month and then she recommend a cortisone shot.

 

UM NO THANKYOUVERY MUCH.

 

So, basically I paid $25.00 for her to tell me I have beginning stages of arthritis and inflation.

 I’m in the wrong business.

 

“Dr. Feel good” was telling me how her daughter is running the Little Rock Marathon. She said she didn’t want to put on the “freshmen ten” so she sign her McDonald’s eating butt up for the marathon. WOW who does that? I’m impressed.

 

I planned on taking December off to rest and shove my face with delicious fatty foods but I just can’t.  I really feel the need to run. Not so much far but I need to run for my sanity. Plus it gives me a reason NOT to do the INSANITY Work out. Who brought that mess into my house? That is no joke. I barely made it through the witness test.

 

 

Next topic up for rambling...So why do I feel the sudden urge to take a day off work to clean my house? Not that I live on Nasty Lane but things need to get done I.E laundry, dusting, finishing Christmas decorations and Cleaning out my DVR while drinking wine definitely counts as house cleaning. Right?

 

Last topic of Rambling.

My Husband.  I love me some him. Bless him for putting up with my mode swings, OCD, long runs, student loans, random diets, and my no sleeping with a fan on rule.

 

And just because she's so dang cute, here's a picture of H. Can you tell she's my child!

 

 

13.1

Well we did it.

 

 

13.1 freaking miles! Seriously SO PROUD OF US!! We are so doing St. Jude again. next year

 

Friday after I nursed my coughing toddler back to health. I dropped her off at the sitters and headed to Memphis TN. There I was to meet Lauren, Marcia (and her new main squeeze M. I don’t think he knew what he was getting into. A weekend with all girls…Isn’t’ new love sweet and naïve)

 

We arrived in Memphis around 2pm. We checked into our hotel and headed to the EXPO. I guess I was expecting red carpet and celebrities. I just assumed that it would be a large party with runner’s stretching and chit chatting over Raspberry Shock Bloks. It was none the less. We were there all of 25 minutes. We did however get nice parting gifts.

 

We had some time to kill until my mom made it to Memphis so we headed over to bar. (cause we’re supposed to carb load right?) I can’t even tell you how ridiculous this bar was. 

Example A:

Marcia: what kind of wine you have?

Waitress: “OH we have all kinds...White, Red…there’s so many I don’t know them all”

ME: CRICKETS…MOUTH OPEN  …waiting for  Ashton Kutcher to yell “You’ve been punked.”

Marcia: don’t worry I’ll go look. seriously girl went to the bar and looked.

 

So against my better judgment we had a glass of wine before dinner. Dinner ended up being super late and totally not worth the calories. I was really worried about not getting rest but there was something about a glass of wine, a comfy bed and not having H’s foot in my rib that made me sleep like a baby.

 

My alarm went off at 5:00 am. I stretched, ate, stretched, drank water, drank tons of water and was ready to leave by 6:45am.

 

Once we got downtown, it hit me. YOU ARE REALLY ABOUT TO DO THIS!!

 Marcia and I lined up in our corral (after our photo op) prayed and in no time we were off.

 

They started each corral 2 minutes apart. Which helped the madness of 18,000 runners all running towards the same place.  How I didn’t fall I don’t know. It was totally mayhem. Cia and I ran the first mile together high fived each other and then she disappeared in a sea of people.

 

Right on key around mile 2 my hip hurt. BAD. I ignored it and kept running. Then I had a sudden urge to use the restroom. UGH. I despise Port-a Potties. I then recall all of the photo’s we made Mark and Lauren take of us before the race and I realize I didn’t use the bathroom. DUM DUM! I tried to ignore the urge but I just couldn’t. So I did the nastiest thing in the world… I used the port-a potty! UGH!

 

It was quick but I had to use it. I convinced myself that I caught 3 strands of something for just touching the door. So gross, thankfully there was a water station near so I grabbed a cup of water and tried to wash my hands (I guess I forgot I was running a race. Cleanliness is right up there with Godliness) I quickly poured the water over my hands and tossed the cup into a huge trash can full of fresh Gatorade. WHOOPS. NOW WE ALL HAVE COOTIES.

 

I ran fast to make up the time. The faster I ran the worse my hip felt I knew I had to keep going. So I did.

 

Can I just say, I cried like a baby during this race. I had no idea how emotional this race would be. Seeing the children out cheering for the runners. I cried. Seeing the parents holding signs that read “THANK YOU”. I cried. Seeing “running in memory of Jacob. I cried. Seriously the first 6 miles cried and prayed. Prayed for people I didn’t know, prayed for my family. Thanked Jesus for blessing me and my family with health. Something I never want to take for granted.

 

Soon, I got it together and ran and ran. I had no idea how fast this race would go.

 

Final time 2:13. I’ll take it.

 

 

I couldn't have done this without the support of my husband! Thanks babe! A girls weekend is totally worth coming home to a hot mess home.

Have you ever heard of a rest...

WEEK! Yep. Rest Week.
I don't remember seeing that on the couch to half marathon training
So what... who cares if I took a week off
I did it
I took a full 6 days off
Not one mile ran
Nope
Not one mile
WHY?
I was busy ( I know I know everyone is busy)
I had family in town
I was tired
Halloween
Friends in town
Too much going on
Not one day did I put my needs first. (which is why I was a total  all BIOTCH week)
I really don't think I wanted to be alone with my thoughts.
I was out of GU
I "needed" a new sports bra
I wanted to sit outside with my family and drink a beer...so I did.

So now this week. I need to get my butt back in gear. Starting today.

I will not drink one sip of delicious alcohol
I will drink TONS of water
I will run everyday
I will get back in my routine
I will go buy more GU plus some BLOK that Marcia swears by
I will put my needs first
I won't cry when I am alone with my thoughts. Instead I will use that time to pray.
 PRAY. PRAY. PRAY. did I mention PRAY.

We are down to the final four weeks!!!

Race for the cure

RACE FOR THE CURE :

I woke myself up on a Saturday morning at 5am. (CRAZY)
I stumbled around to the shower to wake my sleepy head up. Thankfully I laid all my stuff out last night. Somehow I still managed to wonder around the room like I'm in no mans land.

Had a cup of coffee and a piece of dry toast. I was so afraid I'd get downtown and have to:
 A. use the bathroom
 B. be starving.

I headed downtown around 6am. The temperature was 47 degrees. UM it should have read. FREEZING. It was so cold.

Thankfully a friend let me park in her parking spot. I didn't have to deal with any of the traffic or paralley parking. I zip in and instandly I had to PEE. ugh... I found the porta potty on the way to the start line. I figured it was so early it was clean. I mean the toliet paper still had the wrapper on it. STILL NASTY.

Headed to the start line. No one there. Panic. Am I in the right place? hmm..Wish I had somewhere with me? And wait and become friends with a girl I have never met but she is also waiting and running by herself. We bonded.

I have to have a GU and a stick of gum. It doesn't matter if I'm running 3 miles or 10. I have to have it. I guzzeled my GU and stuck my gum in my mouth at 7am. The people were starting to pack in to the coraal. I thought oh crap. I'm way to close to the front. I don't want to be in any pictures, T.V or give the impression that I'm about to kill this run in less than 20 minnutes. ugh. It was a sea of people.

7:15 I'm wishing I had Marcia with me. I'm starting to get nervous. Why I don't know.
7:25 A sweet lady gets on the loud speaker and says a prayer. She qouted:
Isaiah 40:31:
But those who hope in the Lord will renew their stregth
They will soar on wings like eagles
The will run and NOT grow weary
They will walk and not be faint
 Peace fell over me. How awesome is it that we can say a prayer before we race.
7:30. Garmin set and the gun goes off.

People are cheering. I am running. I realize this is why people sign up for races. The atmosphere is (in the words of Marcia) AMAZEBALLS

We are headed up the (hill) Broadway bridge. I follow the trail of the girls with the cute running skirt (fromLULELEMON...I know becuase I asked and I totally plan on getting one ASAP)

 I feel good. Once we hit the peak of the bridge I look at my pace 7:54. GESH Amie... Slow your roll.

The first mile was easy peasy.

The second mile my pace was 8:23. Still not bad but the hills were getting to me

MUST STAY STRONG

3rd mile. People were cheering. I think of the verse the lady said during prayer.

May you RUN and not grow weary but soar with eagle wings. ( I apparently didn't memorize the verse)

We turn the corner of Mike's office. I think to myself. That scrub is asleep. He should be out here cheering me on and handing out water with the rest of these guys.

I run. I run fast and pass the group of girls in front of me.

I check my garmin. it says 3.17

I curse. WHAT? Isn't a 5k 3.1. I get distracted

I sprint. to the finish. I see 26:XX on the clock.

Run amie run.

I cross the line.

ummm where is my medal? (my free medal that everyone gets)

Oh thanks. I grab my water and head to my car. I'm in my car and headed home by 8:00am

Things I've learned.
1. 47 degrees is cold. I mean really cold.
2. Learn the code for the car. I had to run with my keys in my sports bra. Which isn't bad. But a little akward when I tried to discreatly dig them out. umm not so descrete.
3. Make Marcia run all races with me.
4. Sign up for the Hot Springs 10k
5.I love running

What's going on in our life these days

Nothing too exciting to write about these days.

My running has been slacking due to my lack of motivation and my obsession with the Shock Top Pumpkin Wheat Beer. It's my weakness and I feel the need to indulge every night.

That's what potty training will do to you folks...true Hollywood story...

I am happy to say we are 99.9% percent potty trained!!! WE are even leaving the house with no diaper and no accidents!!! ( I hope I didn't just jinx myself)

BUT No more beer after Sunday. (even though I said that last week..I MEAN it this time!)

I am 9 weeks away from St. Jude's 1/2 marathon and it's time to get serious.

I ran 7 miles this  Saturday morning. It sucked big time. The weather was perfect, my music was right on key but I was bored...just plain bored. I need help. My sweet bestie Marcia suggested that I add some hills into my run. WOW...I found some hills and I cursed the entire time. HORRIBLE.

My sweet bestie also got me hooked on the showtime series Homeland. I seriously watched it all night Saturday and ALL day Sunday. Like got up at 6am and started watching it...for reals!

My sweet bestie also sent me the best card this morning: This is why we are friends

I can't wait to run the GLOW RUN this weekend with her.

IT'S OCTOBER FOLKS!!

I'm super pumped! The house is decorated, the pumpkin candles are lit, the windows are open. Our Pumpkindoodle (yes, that's what my family calls H) is going to be a dinosaur. (thank you very much Allie Grace for getting her hooked on Dinosaurs.)

I can't wait for the Pumpkin Patches, Boo at the ZOO, and Taking H trick or treating!

84 days until Christmas folks!! YIKES


ugh...Holidays means lots of good food and drinks...I MUST RESIST!!! IT"S TOO EARLY FOR WINTER WEIGHT!

Morning Run

So, I took off today because I didn't have a sitter for Hannah.

Which is today ok in my book.

 The weather is going to be awesome today and I'm looking forward to spending a day with  my girl.

First things first. The morning run.

Instead of sleeping in I got my butt up and went for a run. Well I attempted to go for a run.

I am a creature of habit. Just ask my husband. I do everything exactly the same. Maybe I'm crazy, Maybe it's a touch of OCD..who knows.

So I get my running stuff on go to the living room to stretch while taking my GU. *my phone rings* it's my mom. Who I talk to every morning. I think..."oh I can totally answer this call, have these shoes off in 1.5 seconds and be on the couch with a cup of coffee and just chat away with my mom"

Seriously just that quick I can talk myself out of a run.

I hit ignore and say "sorry mom" like she can hear me.

I continue to stretch and I hear Hannah moving in the bedroom.

CRAP...if she sees me it will be all over with= no run.

So I GRAB my IPOD and run out the door. (no I did not leave H alone. My MIL is in the next room)

I get outside and HOLY CRAP it's FREEZING outside. 50 to be exact.

I start my Garmin and my IPOD and start running. PACE 8:00

I finish the first mile with no problem.

*side note* Why was there a man smoking at the bus stop with the kids? I could smell it a mile a way. It was SO NASTY what is wrong with people?

2nd Mile: FREEZING...NOSE RUNNING...EYES Watering...I felt like I was in the Arctic.

So I found some motivation...KEEP GOING AMIE!

Then I feel a pain in my left leg...ugh..probably from not stretching all the way...

Then I have a nasty taste in my mouth...probably because I didn't drink any water this morning or after i took my GU...ugh..

Then I realize I didn't have my gum...ugh...I have to have gum

So I sprint to mile 3 and I look down at my Garmin and realize I've hit stopped...probably when I tried to wipe the tears from my watering eyes..

.ugh..REALLY?

So I stopped and walked home.

womp womp...

I'll try again later tonight..when it's not 50 degrees and I'm not out of "excuses" which I often call my routine.

Sunday Funday

 

Sunday FUNDAY!!

 

Church: Amazing

 

Shopping: Amazing. I guess the running is paying off. I have no pants that fit.

 

Hannah: Another successful day with the potty training. I even left the house with "big girl panties" No accidents!

 

Work out: Rain...which means Run on the treadmill #shootmenow.

6 miles 51:00 minutes 8.5 pace. I'll take it

 

 

My dad is now back home and I swear H said "Paw paw" 54,590 times today.

 

We miss him. And Love him

 

 

 

 

Tuesday Run

I don't know what it is about Tuesdays... but Tuesdays are my best running day.

 

 Maybe it's because Sunday's & Monday's are my rest days.

 

 Maybe it's because there is no alcohol in my system.

 

Maybe it's because after 2 days of no running I feel like a total bum and MAKE myself run like a boss.

 

Whatever the case I killed it today.

 

I do have to say it helped having my dad riding his bike by my side with Hannah. It kept my mind occupied.

 

6.16 Miles

57:40 Time

667 Calories

9:22 Pace

 

 

BOOM!!

 

and I got a bug in my eye and I kept running...and my IPOD died about 4 miles in..